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Updated: June 20, 2025
"Oh, Robin Goodfellow, Robin Goodfellow!" cried Fairyfoot, "how grateful I am to you!" "Not as grateful as I am to you," said Robin Goodfellow. Now, where do you live?" Fairyfoot told him, and told him also about the swineherd, and how it happened that, though he was a prince, he had to herd swine and live in the forest.
It had taken Fairyfoot hours to reach the place where he found Robin, but somehow it seemed to him only a very short time before they came to the open place near the swineherd's hut; and the path they had walked in had been so pleasant and flowery that it had been delightful all the way.
We must treat him better if he can do wonders like that." In went the shepherd's wife, and she prepared quite a good supper for Fairyfoot and gave it to him. But Fairyfoot was scarcely hungry at all; he was so eager for the night to come, so that he might see the fairies.
"Take me on your shoulder," he said to Fairyfoot, "and I will show you the way." Fairyfoot took him up, and they went their way through the forest. And the strange part of it was that though Fairyfoot thought he knew ill the forest by heart, every path they took was new to him, and more beautiful than anything he had ever seen before.
"It is a pity," said her companion; "but, you know, if we once let people know what this water will do, we should be overrun with creatures bathing themselves beautiful, and trampling our moss and tearing down our rose-trees, and we should never have any peace." "That is true," agreed the other. Very soon after they flew away, and Fairyfoot was left alone.
When I think of the way she treated me," he exclaimed, suddenly getting into a rage, "I've a great mind to turn back into a robin and peck her head off!" "Would you like to see her now?" asked Fairyfoot, innocently. Mr. Goodfellow glanced behind him in great haste, and suddenly sat down. "No, no!" he exclaimed in a tremendous hurry; "by no means! She has no delicacy.
"I got mad, of course, and told her that if she hadn't interfered, it wouldn't have happened; said it was exactly like a hen to fly around giving advice and unsettling one's mind, and then complain if things weren't right. I told her she might build the nest herself, if she thought she could build a better one. She did it, too!" And he winked again. "Was it a better one?" asked Fairyfoot.
It surprised her to see one so poorly dressed kneeling before her, in her palace gardens, among the brilliant flowers; but she always spoke softly to everyone. "What is there that I can do for you, my friend?" she said. "Beautiful Princess," answered Fairyfoot, blushing, "I hope very much that I may be able to do something for you." "For me!" she exclaimed.
The lords were very much astonished to see a ragged, bare-footed boy brought in among them, and the ladies thought Princess Maybloom must have gone mad; but Fairyfoot, making an humble reverence, told his message to the king and queen, and offered to set out with the princess that very day.
"No one cares for me, though I think the brook is sometimes sorry, and tries to tell me things." "Of course," said Robin. "They all like you. I've heard them say so." "Oh, have you?" cried Fairyfoot, joyfully. "Yes; you never throw stones at the birds, or break the branches of the trees, or trample on the flowers when you can help it."
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